Y/N's POV:
As I got ready to leave I started to realize that this seemed...wrong. Damien was mainly Shayne's friend. Sure, we talked occasionally whenever Shayne invited him over, or when I used to go to EBE shoots, but we definitely weren't close enough to just have one on one coffee.
"Shut up Y/N, it's just coffee," I berated myself, stuffing diapers and binkies into Parker's diaper bag.
I was overthinking this. This isn't cheating.
Not like I have much of a relationship to ruin anyway...
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Damien's POV:
"Why am I so fucking nervous?!" I grumbled to myself as I drove to Y/N and Shayne's house.
"It's just coffee Damien, it's not like you're marrying the girl..."
But damn I really wish I was.
Truth is I've always had a crush on Y/N, from the moment I met her I felt like we connected, but she's with Shayne so I can't do anything about it. I know this is a total dick move- going out with my bestfriend's girlfriend, but I feel like she needs someone right now, especially with how distant Shayne has been.
Just last week I heard him talking to Noah and Keith about how much he resented her for losing Hazel and how badly he just wanted out.
It baffles me how he could just want to up and leave his other child and his loving girlfriend when they're hurting just as much as he is, if not more. I thought he was a better person than that.
Just as I was about to turn onto their street, my phone lit up and Shayne's name popped up on the screen, I quickly answered, pulling over just down the street from their house.
"What's up Shayne?" I asked slowly, confused why he was calling because we hadn't really talked since Hazel's disappearance.
"Damien I need your advice..."
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Y/N's POV:
Damien showed up late.
Twenty minutes late.
This would have normally been fine but the only thought going through my mine was, something happened to him, causing me to immediately start panicking.
I picked up Parker and paced back and forth until I finally saw his car pull into the driveway, then I sprinted out the door.
Damien got out of the car to open the door for me but all I did was hit him multiple times...with the diaper bag.
"Where the hell have you been I was worried sick!" I yelled, continuing to assault him with the diaper bag.
Damien looked pale and didn't answer, he just let me hit him until I was satisfied, then I put Parker in the car and we left for the cafe.
No one spoke on the way there and the silence was killing me, I had enough of that at home with Shayne.
"What's wrong?" I asked, putting my hand on Damien's shoulder, he shuddered but continued to drive, his eyes never leaving the road.
"...Damien?" I questioned again, this time he sighed and quickly looked at me, his eyes were dark and glossy.
"I just...," he started, taking a deep breath to compose himself, "I need to tell you something."
"What, what happened?" I blabbered, my heart rate increasing.
"It's about Shayne, he called me before I got to your house, he said some fucked up stuff Y/N, really really fucked up," Damien explained, his hands tightening on the steering wheel.
"Like what Damien, you're scaring me," I asked, my voice cracking.
Damien pulled the car over on the side of the road, he then unbuckled and turned towards me, looking like he was gonna puke.
"He said..." Damien paused, swallowing hard, "He said he wanted to leave.'
I stared at the blue haired boy for a long time, my mind racing.
Shayne's leaving me?
Why didn't he tell me?
How can he leave his son?
How DARE he???
I felt my cheeks turn bright red and I huffed, turning towards the window.
"Take me home Damien," I said, trying to hide that I was breaking down.
"Y/N, I don't think that's a good idea, you need time to think this-".
"Take. Me. Home." I said again, looking him directly in the eyes, my eyes flaming.
"No Y/N, you need time to-."
"Fine," I blurted, opening the car door and getting out, "Take Parker to Mari's, I'm going home and I don't want Parker near me right now."
I slammed the car door shut and started running home, we were only a few streets over so it wasn't too hard, it also helped that I was quite literally fueled by rage at this point.
Once I got home, I opened the door and closed it with a slam, scaring the shit out of Shayne who was standing in front of me with two suitcases in hand.
"YOU BASTARD!!!" I screamed, pushing Shayne backward into the wall.
"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE YOUR SON?? HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME??? HOW COULD YOU JUST UP AND LEAVE WITHOUT A TRACE???"
"HOW COULD YOU LOSE OUR DAUGHTER?" He spat back at me, his face turning red.
I stood there speechless, not even knowing how to answer such a terrible question, the question I asked myself everyday.
"How could you lose our daughter Y/N? You're the reason she's gone! You're the reason Hazel is probably dead! You're the reason I lost my daughter!" Shayne continued, tears falling down his cheeks and he screamed poisonous words at me.
I didn't even realize I was crying, that's how much all his words hurt me. With every breath he stabbed a knife further into my heart, breaking it into thousands of pieces.
"I can never forgive you Y/N, I hate you. I will never not hate you for what you did!" Shayne yelled, pushing past me and out the door.
I heard a faint "goodbye" as the door closed behind me. I cried as the door closed on our relationship, and that part of my life forever.
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Oof
Here's the update for everyone that's been waiting so patiently, I'm sorry it took so long.
I have this thing called depression and it makes writing and staying inspired for long periods of time.
I hope you liked this chapter, sorry it's so depresso :/
